Poem: Arise and Shine


Let incense rise up
A weary pilgrim’s offering
Knights with tattered armour
Returning from afar

Arise holy bride
Embraced by the King
Kissed by the maker
And shaped by His love

Gather together the warriors
Let the wind bring forth its prize
Pour out your libations
Let faithful ones arise

In this inner sanctum
The heavy glory rests
A place of fear and trembling
Where angels fear to tread

The beauty of this otherness
A witness of true love
Arise now, shine now
And be led by the dove.

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